A radiant glow of magical energy formed a spatial gateway.
The Team A captain stepped through it with effortless grace, smiling faintly.
"Though she has her flaws, I can't let you kill her."
"Apologies, but all of you will die here."
Despite being a Master himself, his tone and demeanor showed no concern for his divine-class Servant.
Indeed, the mighty divine spirit Caenis was merely one of his Servants!
Behind him stood two more towering figures, radiating divine energy—
The twin divine Servants, children of Zeus himself!
Born in the Fifth Lostbelt, these twin gods shared a single Saint Graph and obeyed Kirschtaria's command.
The moment he appeared—
The barrage of comments on the video exploded—
[Holy crap, the leader of the Team A traitors is here! This isn't just any show-off—someone needs to take him down fast!]
[Bet he has no idea that all his Team A reserve Masters have already been charmed by Nameless, huh?]
[Tch, divine spirits everywhere, Servants treated like dogs—this Lostbelt is just ridiculous!]
[The Fantasy Tree of the Sixth Lostbelt's already been cut down. Nameless, just kill him and head straight to the seventh!]
[This captain's way too full of himself! Even Nameless isn't this domineering! Doesn't he know pride comes before a fall?!]
...
Outside the video.
Upon seeing the Captain's appearance, Rin Tohsaka exclaimed in astonishment, "The Fifth Lostbelt is truly extraordinary—three divine Servants at once?"
Typically, a Master would have one or two permanent Servants, summoning additional ones only when necessary for battle.
For instance, Nameless only had Mash as his constant companion, while others rotated in and out.
But this Captain had three divine-level Servants permanently at his side!
Even more outrageous was that these twin gods were the children of Zeus. What kind of agreement had he struck with Zeus?
How could the mighty King of the Lostbelt and the divine Zeus tolerate their own children serving under someone else!
Zeus did have many offspring.
But most were merely ordinary demigods.
Divine-level children were part of Zeus's power structure over Olympus and not easily relinquished.
"Tch, just ordinary gods," Ishtar scoffed dismissively.
Even among gods, there were vast differences in strength.
At the highest level were primordial mother goddesses like Tiamat.
Below them were the divine kings and chief gods, followed by ordinary deities.
Both she and Ereshkigal were genuine chief god-level figures in Mesopotamia.
"Don't underestimate them. These twin gods are far stronger than Caenis. With the Lostbelt's enhancements, their power is formidable," Ereshkigal warned seriously.
Divine combat also depended on location.
Gods were extensions of the planet's will, wielding authority over the laws of their domains.
In Mesopotamia, she and Ishtar could effortlessly crush these twins.
But in the Fifth Lostbelt, the territory of the Greek pantheon, the tables might turn against them.
They might even suffer a humiliating defeat.
As the saying went in China—
A strong dragon cannot suppress a local serpent.
"The Greek pantheon has no shortage of divine beings, plus the six chief gods and the enigmatic Captain. How are we supposed to prune this Lostbelt?" Rin voiced her concerns.
Setting aside the numerous divine-level threats,
previous intel had revealed that even ordinary residents of Olympus, where Zeus and the gods resided, possessed Servant-level combat capabilities!
Now, with the Captain appearing alongside three divine Servants,
it truly felt like gods were everywhere, while Servants were as common as dogs!
Ishtar mused, "So what's this arrogant Captain's trump card? Did he charm Zeus or something?"
The Olympian gods did exist as Machine Gods.
But they clearly manifested in human forms.
According to Greek mythology, Zeus was a veritable universal adapter—
indiscriminate about gender, or even species!
"Unclear, but he gives me an extremely dangerous vibe," Ereshkigal frowned deeply.
As a bona fide goddess, she felt an unprecedented threat from a mere human.
Not even the mighty King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, had ever made her feel so endangered!
Under everyone's gaze,
on the screen,
Captain Kirschtaria stood mid-air, smiling warmly as he greeted, "Mash, long time no see. And the sole junior who remained after we left."
His gaze shifted to Nameless, and his smile gradually faded.
"I acknowledge your efforts, which is why I've chosen to appear before you directly."
In Chaldea's Human Order Preservation Project,
the seven members of Team A were the true elite Master candidates.
Nameless was merely someone who happened to arrive at Chaldea and became its only Master by chance.
And Kirschtaria, as Team A's captain, was a genius among geniuses.
Making the other six geniuses of Group A bow in admiration, feeling utterly outmatched!
On the New Argo.
Jason exclaimed in astonishment, "This guy is supposed to be the leader of Group A? The human Zeus acknowledged as his equal? Doesn't look like much to me."
"Uh, don't underestimate him," Nameless said gravely.
"Pfft, I think Zeus was probably dazzled by his flashy clothes. Let's just kill him already!"
Jason dismissed the notion with a scoff.
Turning to his opponent, he shouted, "What's so great about a mere magician? A king like me is the only one fit to look down on others!"
The entire Argo was now gathered—him, Nameless, Heracles, Charlotte, and a host of other heroic spirits.
He feared nothing. There was nothing left to be afraid of.
Even against gods like Artemis or Poseidon, the outcome would only be decided in battle!
Before the captain could respond, the Dioscuri instantly erupted in fury: "Silence, you worthless fool blessed by the gods!"
"Lord Kirschtaria has been acknowledged by the great god Zeus himself—he is destined to become the king of humanity!"
Despite their divine status, their words were filled with boundless reverence and admiration, willingly placing themselves in a subordinate position.
Jason grew even more astonished. "Huh? So even you two have sided with the Olympians, just like Caenis?"
"No! I'd rather die than join them!" Caenis roared in rage.
This was her greatest shame, something she could never forgive.
"Enough, Caenis. It's time for you to leave," Kirschtaria said calmly. "Dioscuri, take her away. I don't need your protection."
"As you command, my lord!"
The twin gods obediently led the heavily wounded Caenis away, leaving the Chaldea team even more bewildered.
Two divine-level combatants had just been voluntarily withdrawn by the enemy.
Watching this unfold, the audience couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Since ancient times, villains have fallen due to their arrogance and excessive talking.
The leader of Team A was far too overconfident.
After all three of his divine-level subordinates had departed,
Kirschtaria calmly addressed the group, "I have no intention of wasting words on you. It's time to eliminate you all."
"Wait a moment. I want to know—why did you become the Alien God's lackey?" Mash interrupted.
Before her senpai had arrived,
she had interacted with him before and found him to be a gentle and peaceful person.
Never in her wildest dreams did Mash imagine that he would betray Team A and side with the extraterrestrial Alien God.
Scheming to use the Lostbelts to completely overturn human history—
this was something she simply couldn't comprehend.
"I'm disappointed, Mash. Even now, you're asking such trivial questions."
Kirschtaria raised his hand, and magical light bloomed from his fingertips, forming an illusory projection.
The declaration he had once made to Chaldea was now reenacted before them.
His magical projection stood in Chaldea's control room, drenched in blood, broadcasting to the world:
[We hereby issue a proclamation to all of humanity.]
[Human civilization is flawed! Our growth is flawed!]
[Thus, we have made our decision—to rise against Pan-Human History!]
[From this moment onward, everything of the old humanity shall be frozen! We shall judge all your sins!]
[I, Kirschtaria Wodime, declare to you—]
[You have been deemed obsolete! The history of this planet shall be inherited by us!]
Back then, Ophelia and her Servants had stormed through Chaldea, striking just as Nameless had been resurrected and returned.
Nameless, who had just exhausted everything to defeat the Demon King Goetia, was thus forced to embark on his journey through the Lostbelts.
"Just as I declared before—humanity is fundamentally flawed, and I shall correct it!"
Kirschtaria said indifferently, "And the Alien God, who rescued me, represents absolute correctness. That is my answer."
"The Alien God will descend in a matter of days. Allow me to defeat you, the final obstacles. Checkmate, my juniors."
Just as Goetia had refused to accept humanity's demise, Kirschtaria rejected the validity of Pan-Human History.
And so, he would personally take action—to eradicate them all, root and stem!
"Come then, you arrogant mage! Let us be the ones to defeat you!"
Jason scoffed, "Fight us! He's just one man—we have the advantage! Once this battle is over, we can head straight to take on Zeus!"
No matter how godlike his strength, he was still alone.
Meanwhile, they had over a dozen Servants on their side—how could they possibly lose?
Yet Nameless grew increasingly solemn. "Everyone, be careful. His power rivals that of the God-King Zeus!"
He had long heard of Kirschtaria's might but had never faced him in battle.
"Impossible!" Jason refused to believe it.
The battle erupted instantly.
Over a dozen Servants from Chaldea launched their most powerful attacks simultaneously.
But Kirschtaria, the captain, remained standing in place, calmly reciting his incantation—
"The shape of stars (Stars), the shape of cosmos (Cosmos), the shape of gods (Gods), the shape of the self (Animus)."
"The celestial body is a hollow (Antrum), the hollow is the void (Unbirth)."
"The void is where divinity resides (Anima, Animusphere)."
The vast ocean of magical energy around him surged violently, transforming into an invincible defensive barrier.
It withstood every attack from all the Heroic Spirits!
Whether it was Nameless' nuclear arrow shot from his bow or Jason's overwhelmingly powerful sword slash.
The assaults from each Heroic Spirit couldn't harm him in the slightest.
This seemingly ordinary mage stood absolutely invincible, enduring every attack without faltering.
And then.
He fully activated his Noble Phantasm: "O Void God, I now declare the defeat of human intellect."
"Eyes grown old, limbs grown frail, knowledge stagnant."
"As the last human, I decree all judgments, countless failures, and every prosperity to be void."
As he chanted the Noble Phantasm's release incantation, the entire sky was completely covered by countless dazzling stars.
The shimmering stars formed a brilliant sea of light.
An unimaginably vast amount of magical energy converged wildly.
It was as if he had directly drawn upon the magical energy of the entire Lostbelt!
"This strike shall bring down the gods!"
Kirschtaria pointed at the Argo ahead, "Ring the bell of revolution—"
[Grand Order/Anima Animusphere!]
The entire sky transformed into an enormous magical circle.
One by one, the "stars" fell from the heavens, as if intent on annihilating the entire world.
Under this suffocating assault.
Da Vinci exclaimed in shock, "This magical attack rivals—no, surpasses—the Moon Goddess' arrow! He's literally turning celestial bodies into his own Magic Circuits!"
A sight that left everyone awestruck unfolded.
The leader of Team A had repurposed all celestial bodies as his Magic Circuits, harnessing the boundless magical energy of heaven and earth.
An attack that matched, even exceeded, the Moon Goddess' [Anti-Planetary Snipe]!
A Noble Phantasm against the stars, surpassing even that!
In the first wave of bombardment.
Heroic Spirits like Mandricardo, who charged at the forefront, were struck by the falling stars.
Their spiritual bodies were instantly torn apart, utterly defenseless!
A single strike, capable of annihilating heaven and earth!
All spectators were left dumbfounded—
[Holy shit, I thought he was just bluffing, but he's actually this OP? I kneel!]
[This is insane! He's literally using the entire galaxy as his Magic Circuits?!]
[This is beyond ridiculous! Nameless, just hand over your Master status to him already—this guy's the real deal!]
[Absolutely mind-blowing! The sheer power is terrifying. Does the title "The Day the Gods Fell" refer to the Captain?!]
[Draining the magical energy of heaven and earth to manifest destructive stellar magic—how the hell do you counter that?!]
...
Back in the real-world Academy City.
Tamamo-no-Mae stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Is this guy another Beast of Humanity?!"
She had assumed he was just an arrogant paper tiger, but his power was beyond comprehension.
When he activated his Noble Phantasm.
Tamamo-no-Mae clearly saw the entire Milky Way shimmering with light.
It made her seriously wonder if the Captain had truly turned the galaxy into his Magic Circuits!
How utterly broken was this?!
It convinced her beyond doubt that the Captain and Zeus were indeed collaborators.
Hell, he might have even fought Zeus into submission!
But then, how the hell did someone this monstrous nearly get taken out by Lev's bomb?!
"He is indeed human, standing at the pinnacle of human existence." Merlin took a deep breath and said.
As a child of nightmares, even she had to admit that this human was so powerful it filled her with despair.
Harnessing the mana of heaven and earth, using celestial bodies as magical circuits... each ability was monstrously strong.
Merlin frowned. "It must be the peculiarity of the Lostbelt No. 5 that grants him such overwhelming power."
"Because of Lostbelt No. 5? What's so special about it?" Tamamo-no-Mae grew even more confused.
Lostbelts were supposed to grant formidable enhancements only to their rulers, weren't they?
Even if the Crypter had pledged allegiance to the Alien God, he was still an outsider at the end of the day.
Just look at Kadoc, Ophelia, and the others—compared to him, they weren't even fit to carry his shoes!
"It's simple. The gods of Olympus hail from the cosmos, and Kirschtaria specializes in celestial magecraft," Merlin explained briefly.
The gods were all Machine Gods originating from the universe.
This meant that Lostbelt No. 5 was intrinsically linked to the cosmos.
Thus, the Crypter could unleash celestial magecraft, granting him what could be called an epic-level enhancement!
Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes still brimmed with shock. "This guy... could he possess the destructive power to annihilate planets?"
"Unknown..."
Merlin shook her head.
Even she couldn't accurately gauge his limits.
But one thing was certain—his strength surpassed that of the chief gods, rivaling even the might of a divine king.
Tamamo-no-Mae sighed with pity. "Nameless is so pitiful, having to face such a terrifying enemy. How is he supposed to fight this?"
Even she had to grudgingly admit it.
This monstrous existence was even more overwhelming than she had previously demonstrated.
So, how could they possibly defeat the Crypter?
Let alone the Crypter and Zeus working together?
Unimaginable!
Two ultimate, overwhelmingly powerful enemies joining forces—even with all nine tails gathered, she wouldn't stand a chance.
Lostbelt No. 5 was already this absurd.
If Lostbelt No. 6 hadn't been destroyed, how much more terrifying would the situation be?
And what about Lostbelt No. 7?
The video continued.
Faced with the annihilating strike,
Ana wasted no time transforming into the colossal Beast of Goddess Gorgon, roaring furiously:
"Manifest as the great serpent, strike down the dragon of the earth! Composite Divinity, fusion critical!"
A crimson magical circle materialized, recklessly channeling the vast mana within her.
It coalesced into her strongest Noble Phantasm attack—
[Compulsory Seal: Pandemonium Cetus!]
A black-and-red energy surged violently toward the heavens.
Under the assault of this black-and-red pillar of light—capable of even halting Tiamat—countless stars were shattered and dispersed.
Yet.
An endless torrent of magical stars rained down, violently canceling out the black-red light beam.
Heracles leaped high into the air, swinging his massive axe-sword to cleave through the countless falling stars.
His body radiated a bloody glow as he forcefully withstood the first wave of bombardment.
He transformed himself into a shield, protecting everyone.
Under such relentless assault.
It was clear that his massive, towering frame was being violently distorted—utterly incapable of enduring head-on.
Twelve Labors, twelve lives.
In that brief instant, four lives were directly vaporized!
Mashu wasted no time, chanting the incantation to unleash her Noble Phantasm:
"True Name Revealed—I shall stand upon the seat of calamity!"
"That which heals all wounds, all grudges—our homeland!"
She raised her shield high, "Manifest—"
[Lord Camelot: The Ever-Distant Utopia]!
The resplendent walls of Camelot materialized, shielding the entire Argo within.
Meanwhile, Nameless had already projected the scabbard [Avalon] once more.
Transforming his body into the ultimate defense, he stood atop the crumbling walls.
Yet, even this was not enough.
Under such overwhelming firepower.
The grand and majestic walls of Camelot crumbled inch by inch, unable to hold.
One by one, the heroic spirits who had painstakingly gathered to fight together collapsed helplessly to the ground.
Despair descended!
At this critical moment.
An unexpected figure quietly descended, raising a hand to shield the Argo beneath a safe sky.
This person—was none other than the Demon God King, Goetia!
Lifting his head, he spoke softly to the Captain:
"Enough, Kirschtaria."